That satisfied me until I began to figure that if God loved all his children equally, why did he bother about my red hat and let other people lose their fathers and mothers for always?
Post-apocalyptic novels tell you that in the future there is some great war. I would tell you that most cops say that it's going on right now.
I find it hard to imagine how someone listens to my stuff, or views what I do, or me, or anything.